User blog comment:Ferretmaiden/Dance Like You Mean It/@comment-986811-20091127111823

You're on the phone with your girlfriend, she's upset

She's going off about something that you said

She doesn't get your humor like I do

I'm in my room, it's a typical Tuesday night

I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like

She'll never know your story like I do

But she wears short skirts, I wear T-shirts

She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers

Dreaming bout the day when you wake up and find that what you're looking for

Has been here the whole time

If you could see that I'm the one who understands you

Been here all along, so why can't you see

You belong with me

You belong with me

Walk in the street with you in your worn-out jeans

I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be

Laughing on the park bench thinking to myself,

Hey, isn't this easy

And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town

I haven't seen it in a while since she brought you down

So you're fine I know you're better than that,

Whatcha doing with a girl like that?

She wears high heels, I wear sneakers

She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers

Dreaming bout the day when you wake up and find that what you're looking for

Has been here the whole time

If you could see that I'm the one who understands you

Been here all along, so why can't you see

You belong with me

Oh, I remember you

Driving to my house in the middle of the night

I'm the one that makes you laugh when you know you're about to cry

I know your favorite songs and you tell me bout your dreams

Think you know where you belong, think you know it's with me

If you could see that I'm the one who understands you

Been here all along, so why can't you see

You belong with me

Standing by here, waiting at your back door

All this time, how could you not know baby

You belong with me

You belong with me

If any of you want to snarl at this song, keep it to yourself. I'm sick of getting growls at every single song I post.